I tried to cheat on this blog with a tumblr blog, but it just wasn't working out. The confines of this posting template are just too comforting after the ten years of (uneven) use.
I've recently had a spate of digestive distress, mostly stemming from my short road trip with my friend Rosie. I delighted in showing her the wonderful awesomeosity of weirdo Wisconsin, and I think that a good time was had by all. Having eaten solely restaurant food for the weekend, and the week preceeding it was not smile-times for mah guts. I am feeling better, thanks.
Aside: WTF is Janeane Garafalo doing on 24? Why am I WATCHING 24??
We have booked tickets to London in October (the rates are phenomenal right now. I highly urge you to book if you have the funds), and I am Lizzing with excitement. It cannot get here soon enough. We're trying to figure out where to go for the last few days, possibly Amsterdam, possibly Prague, possibly several other places. I would move to Europe in a heartbeat if given the chance. Maybe someday, even if for just an extended vacation.
A few weeks back, Aaron and I went on a cleaning tear, and I ran across a letter that I wrote in my youth. It is as follows:
September 10, 1989
Dear MTV people.
I am getting sick of the same videos every hours. Play some old stuff like Duran Duran. Just because they are not that popular doesn't mean you can't play their videos.
I am a really big fan of their, and would like to see more of them!
A disgusted fan, Jenny Haffner
P.S. Adam Curry - Nice Hair! (I am being sarcastic)
Aaron wanted to frame this for display, but instead it is just hanging from the magnet board.
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After brunch at Cleo's this morning, which was deliciously large, we went over to Permanent Records. I cannot remember the last time I was in an actual record store, which is kind of sad. I picked up the newest Dianogah, The Coctails - Peel, since I can't find my copy, and Matador's 3-disc 10th anniversary set, which has a ton of good shit on it. Score!
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I think I am going to walk around and take pictures, or try to convinced Aaron to go to the MCA with me. We shall have good times, never you fear.
Good day.
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9.25.2008
I have a new job doing graphic design for Chicago's largest restaurant group. I'm pretty effin excited about it, thanks.
Since we last spoke, my step-grandmother passed away, I said goodbye to co-workers at my old job, went to Door County, and started the new job.
I'm looking forward to seeing My Bloody Valentine this weekend, and I'm trying to decide if anyone would go see The Coctails with me tomorrow. Anyone?
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